Chapter 1251： Xiao Chongling

Although there have been several dredging experiences, Zhu Minglang has never entered the bottom of this Xiangshengmu Road.

Zhu Minglang slid straight down this long road, let alone, the experience is quite unique.

The trees swiftly passed by on both sides, Zhu Minglang felt that his speed was getting faster and faster. This is probably the first time that this deceased wooden road was a big living person on the street.

This wooden road was longer than I thought. Along the way, Zhu Minglang saw many corpses that had been discarded in the mountains and forests.

It took a long time for Zhu Minglang to reach the end of this wooden road.

At the end is a very open mountain sink, which is filled with corpses that have accumulated over the years, almost forming a small corpse mountain, and the surrounding of the corpse mountain is even more white and white.

It's hard to imagine such a green hill and green water, there is actually a mountain sink piled with bones.

It is estimated that no one has been here for many years. The scene is unexpectedly scary. If the outsiders were to see that the children’s corpses were treated like dumping garbage, they must have been maintained in major China for so many years. The glorious image will be destroyed.

The Children’s Academy is spread all over Juntian. The Children’s Academy in Lizhou is obviously not the largest one. From the perspective of the overall system of the Children’s Academy, it is a relatively open organization, and it is indeed for the survival and survival of the souls. Dignified.

Probably the head of Lizhou Bai Qingchen had a problem, and he created a terrifying corpse here in the Children's Academy.

Alas, the body is in its place, but he wants to climb high.

Zhu Minglang jumped into this mountain sink, looking for the faint feelings in the sea of ​​corpses.

The black moon was high and the wind was high, whizzing coldly, Zhu Minglang was vaguely aware of a trace of weirdness.

I don't know whether it was the sound of the decayed bones, or whether there was something in the pile of young spirit corpses eating the remaining meat. Zhu Minglang looked back several times, but found nothing.

The surroundings are too dim, and the faint starlight seems to be swallowed by the dead spirit in the mountain after shining here. The rotten gas and mountain mist are mixed together, and it is difficult to see the road ahead.

"Squeaky~~~~"

There was a rat's voice, and Zhu Minglang found that the rats here were big and fat enough to catch up with the little wild boar.

One of the mice exudes an evil spirit, possesses a certain level of cultivation, and has become a spirit. It stares at Zhu Minglang upright and seems to be thinking about whether to pounce on it, but the instinctive vigilance of this rat makes It passed death.

"The mice are so fat!" Zhu Minglang shook his head.

Although it is a pile of corpses, here is a pit of young spirits. The young spirits are called young spirits because they have more spirituality and characteristics than those savage animals. They are a reserve army of dragons, even if they fail to be able to Hualong is also a special life, and their corpses are piled up here, obviously fattening some things that rely on corpses for their livelihoods!

"Crunch!"

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang noticed a noise behind him!

Zhu Minglang immediately turned his head and saw a corpse dog dragon rushing up. It was full of carrion, and its claws were more poisonous. In a pair of hollow eye sockets there was a burning green eyeball, which was very frightening!

Zhu Minglang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that there would be a creature that transforms into a dragon!

A wild corpse dragon!

It was purely because it was nurtured in such a "blessed" environment!

Zhu Minglang was about to let the Nine-Tailed Dragon attack. At this time, a pile of bones on his side exploded fiercely, and a dead creature the size of an adult lion rushed out, and it rushed up swiftly and violently.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought that he was being flanked by two dragons of corpse spirits, but soon Zhu Minglang discovered that the necromantic dragon that appeared behind actually rushed towards the dragon of corpse dragons.

It flashed past Zhu Minglang, bit the corpse canine dragon with great precision, and then smashed the corpse canine dragon fiercely against the stone wall.

The corpse dog dragon was smashed so that the whole body was scattered, but after all, it was a corpse, and it was also able to move when it was torn apart.

The various parts flee, and finally meet again, which one is missing is regarded as no fate, and if you find another one, you will be a complete corpse dragon!

The corpse dog dragon wanted to escape from all directions, but the necromancer moved faster. It ran near the corpse dog dragon, and suddenly opened its back. There were countless blue beards scattered on the back. There are so many blue beards, just like it is. A ghost wing composed of soft velvet, they spread out in all directions, like a rather strange Pluto flower! !

These wing beards have the power to suck, and after they unfolded, they began to **** the dead soul of that corpse canine dragon.

The shattered body of the corpse dog dragon was sucked away by the energy of the dead soul, and it was quickly turning into grains of bone sand.

Soon, the whole corpse dog dragon became dust!

Only then did the necromancer's gorgeous wing beard and flower wings slowly retracted, and its back also returned to its original appearance.

"Woohoo!!!"

The little nine-tailed dragon issued a warning to signal the necromancer not to come near.

But the Necromancer is still walking towards Zhu Minglang step by step, but at this moment Zhu Minglang finds that the faint imprints of the soul come from this extremely unique Necromancer!

"Are you the little Chongling?" Zhu Minglang was taken aback, looking at the Necromancer who had completely changed its appearance.

"Su!" The Necromancer replied, its eyes are like Yan Wanglong, they are in the shape of dark flames, and they look extraordinarily energetic, very fierce and fierce!

"That's not right, you are already... Oh, you already have the blood of a necromancer?" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

At this time, the Necromancer ran aside.

After a while, the Necromancer took a piece of clothing from the mountain wall. The clean one was the coat that Zhu Minglang was wearing when he buried the little guy.

The coat has been torn. Obviously it was broken when the dragon was transformed, but the Necromancer carefully put the clothes away, and then handed it to Zhu Minglang at this time to prove that he was the little Chongling. .

Zhu Minglang couldn't believe it.

The dead young spirit died in this mountain sink and turned into a spirit, becoming a necromantic dragon!

The mark on its forehead did not dissipate because of its death, but was inherited after it transformed into a dragon!

Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm, and the previous imprint appeared on his palm. This imprint also glowed with a faint light at the moment, reflecting the imprint on the forehead of the Necromancer.

The Necromancer slowly moved his head and put his forehead on Zhu Minglang’s palm. The imprints overlapped perfectly. Zhu Minglang immediately felt a stronger spiritual bond being established, and Zhu Minglang’s contract was on the other end. There is a dragon, and the dragon soul of the Necromancer also has a place to live at this moment!